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Official Journal of the American Union of Swedish Singers
(USPS 368-840)
Vol. LXXVII CHICAGO, IL, NOVEMBER, 1983 No. 9
Eastern Singers Turn Over Vermont Fall Leaves
By Herbert H. Lundquist
Verdandi Male Chorus, Providence
Another year has passed and the
leaves are turning our New England
area into a multicolor spectacle and it's
time to take a trip to Londonderry,
Vermont to Magic Mountain.
It is Friday, September 23, and I
decide to take the day off and get an
early start so I will have time to gather
with other singers and wives of the
Eastern Division of AUSS. By 10:30
a.m. wife, daughter and Scribe are all
set to take off. A more beautiful day
could not be wished for.
While rolling along the spectacular
countryside and feasting our eyes, I be-came
so fascinated I miss-ed the exit I
had intended to turnoff for London-derry
from Route 91. My wife re-minded
me we had gone too far, with
which I had to agree. What else ? We
made our departure at the next exit.
This allowed us an extra 50 miles of
nature's glorious creation and we tra-veled
until we observed a sign indi-cating
we had arrived at Londonderry.
Within a few minutes we were at our
destination, Dostal Lodge at the foot
of Magic Mountain.
Oops! I had hoped to have arrived
early enough to greet some of the other
Eastern Division members when sud-denly
that incredible and remarkable
"Packman" (Parker Chapman) ap-peared
with a box of neatly stacked,
addressed envelopes, and pulling out
the envelopes for Mr. and Mrs. and
daughter, I was in for $70.00 worth
of hospitality and other privileges.
(This, brother singer, sure keeps us
on the straight and narrow.) With this
greeting and welcome to the 1983
Singers Foliage Festival, I was off to
another year of E.D. Fall Foliage Con-cert,
etc.
Now, back to the room for awhile
where my wife had the unpacking clone
and the room was decorated in a hos-pitable
decor. After some Ton Vatten
was dispensed with for atonement, and
if nothing else, to lure mind and body
to react favorably to the environment
around us.
It is time for the Worcesterites to
gather in that nice little lounge in the
Lodge's upper story. Here we have
a nice little moment to realize how for-tunate
we are to be a part of this E.D.
program. Oh, abruptly the dinner bell
interferes and brings our thoughts back
to food. A real group gathered for a
well deserved dinner and a chance to
meet and converse with singers and
friends we don't have the opportunity
to see very often.
In the next few minutes we are
parading into the dining room at Dos-tal's
Lodge where we are asked by our
friends from New Jersey, Karl Ove
Granell and wife Mary, together with
Arthur Lundquist and wife Astrid, to
join them at their table. And as you
all must know, a most delightful time
was enjoyed by all of us.
Just for information, Ove Granell
and "Scribe" were in the 10th Moun-ta:
n Division Ski Troops at the same
time in WW II. We learned this only
ROBERT READ
Eastern Division Director-in-Chief
a few years ago as we sat talking at an
Eastern Division get-together.
It's time to break up the table talk
and get ready for our concert rehearsal
and I'm beginning to sweat, realizing
I only brought the covers of the music
we're supposed to use. There will be
no mercy from "Packman" this time!
I reasoned that somehow I'd be helped
since we were going to sing for the
Lord and His sheep.
At 8:30 p.m. we congregate at the
little church in the valley of London-derry.
The usual goofed up procedure
begins. It seems to be a constant at
pre-concert rehearsals — noise, babble
and more confusion and we talk about
women and their gabbing, huh!
Finally we are on stage in our de-signated
places ready for tune-ups. We
go through our program as was se-lected,
singing songs like Vikingarna
whch tells of daring, courageous men
as "Viking pa drake djarv." I must
admit we're daring and courageous by
doing this song and really not knowing
it by heart after so many years.
My sympathy and respect goes to the
director, Bob Read. He is the most
courageous. To my knowledge he isn't
of Viking heritage, but he is willing
to give his time and talent to teach and
direct us.
I personally derive great satisfaction
from being a.member of AUSS and its
effort to preserve and perpetuate male
chorus singing and I'm especially par-tial
to Scandinavian male chorus music
and singing. Perhaps others feel like-wise.
Friday rehearsal comes to an end
and we have learned that we must do
better. Back to Dostal's to relax and
concentrate on the Saturday morning
rehearsal.
Saturday 8:00 a.m. After a good
breakfast with our previously men-tioned
friends, we are ready for our
final rehearsal at the little church. After
the usual lineup we are ready for in-
Continued on page 2)

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Official Journal of the American Union of Swedish Singers
(USPS 368-840)
Vol. LXXVII CHICAGO, IL, NOVEMBER, 1983 No. 9
Eastern Singers Turn Over Vermont Fall Leaves
By Herbert H. Lundquist
Verdandi Male Chorus, Providence
Another year has passed and the
leaves are turning our New England
area into a multicolor spectacle and it's
time to take a trip to Londonderry,
Vermont to Magic Mountain.
It is Friday, September 23, and I
decide to take the day off and get an
early start so I will have time to gather
with other singers and wives of the
Eastern Division of AUSS. By 10:30
a.m. wife, daughter and Scribe are all
set to take off. A more beautiful day
could not be wished for.
While rolling along the spectacular
countryside and feasting our eyes, I be-came
so fascinated I miss-ed the exit I
had intended to turnoff for London-derry
from Route 91. My wife re-minded
me we had gone too far, with
which I had to agree. What else ? We
made our departure at the next exit.
This allowed us an extra 50 miles of
nature's glorious creation and we tra-veled
until we observed a sign indi-cating
we had arrived at Londonderry.
Within a few minutes we were at our
destination, Dostal Lodge at the foot
of Magic Mountain.
Oops! I had hoped to have arrived
early enough to greet some of the other
Eastern Division members when sud-denly
that incredible and remarkable
"Packman" (Parker Chapman) ap-peared
with a box of neatly stacked,
addressed envelopes, and pulling out
the envelopes for Mr. and Mrs. and
daughter, I was in for $70.00 worth
of hospitality and other privileges.
(This, brother singer, sure keeps us
on the straight and narrow.) With this
greeting and welcome to the 1983
Singers Foliage Festival, I was off to
another year of E.D. Fall Foliage Con-cert,
etc.
Now, back to the room for awhile
where my wife had the unpacking clone
and the room was decorated in a hos-pitable
decor. After some Ton Vatten
was dispensed with for atonement, and
if nothing else, to lure mind and body
to react favorably to the environment
around us.
It is time for the Worcesterites to
gather in that nice little lounge in the
Lodge's upper story. Here we have
a nice little moment to realize how for-tunate
we are to be a part of this E.D.
program. Oh, abruptly the dinner bell
interferes and brings our thoughts back
to food. A real group gathered for a
well deserved dinner and a chance to
meet and converse with singers and
friends we don't have the opportunity
to see very often.
In the next few minutes we are
parading into the dining room at Dos-tal's
Lodge where we are asked by our
friends from New Jersey, Karl Ove
Granell and wife Mary, together with
Arthur Lundquist and wife Astrid, to
join them at their table. And as you
all must know, a most delightful time
was enjoyed by all of us.
Just for information, Ove Granell
and "Scribe" were in the 10th Moun-ta:
n Division Ski Troops at the same
time in WW II. We learned this only
ROBERT READ
Eastern Division Director-in-Chief
a few years ago as we sat talking at an
Eastern Division get-together.
It's time to break up the table talk
and get ready for our concert rehearsal
and I'm beginning to sweat, realizing
I only brought the covers of the music
we're supposed to use. There will be
no mercy from "Packman" this time!
I reasoned that somehow I'd be helped
since we were going to sing for the
Lord and His sheep.
At 8:30 p.m. we congregate at the
little church in the valley of London-derry.
The usual goofed up procedure
begins. It seems to be a constant at
pre-concert rehearsals — noise, babble
and more confusion and we talk about
women and their gabbing, huh!
Finally we are on stage in our de-signated
places ready for tune-ups. We
go through our program as was se-lected,
singing songs like Vikingarna
whch tells of daring, courageous men
as "Viking pa drake djarv." I must
admit we're daring and courageous by
doing this song and really not knowing
it by heart after so many years.
My sympathy and respect goes to the
director, Bob Read. He is the most
courageous. To my knowledge he isn't
of Viking heritage, but he is willing
to give his time and talent to teach and
direct us.
I personally derive great satisfaction
from being a.member of AUSS and its
effort to preserve and perpetuate male
chorus singing and I'm especially par-tial
to Scandinavian male chorus music
and singing. Perhaps others feel like-wise.
Friday rehearsal comes to an end
and we have learned that we must do
better. Back to Dostal's to relax and
concentrate on the Saturday morning
rehearsal.
Saturday 8:00 a.m. After a good
breakfast with our previously men-tioned
friends, we are ready for our
final rehearsal at the little church. After
the usual lineup we are ready for in-
Continued on page 2)